On Saturday, after tending our garden, drinking coffee, and eating my awesome (and experimental) ‘cacao and magic seed cookies’, we decided to head down to the Port. There is a big old German Sailboat here on the island.. It looks like a pirate ship. With 25 sails on it, I have never seen so much rope in my life. So we headed down to look at the sailboat.
Although it was cloudy, the weather was pretty nice so we decided to go on a hike to see the ruins of a medieval fort. We walked down a hill, across a creek, up a hill, through a cow pasture, and then down to the ocean.
There was a slight chill with the wind so I was wearing a shawl wrapped around my shoulders. My dear friend (and yoga student) gave me this shawl, and I think she would be happy to know, how much joy the shawl gave me this weekend.
Anyways, as we were heading down to the ocean, the wind caught my shawl.. I grabbed a hold of it before it blew away, and I became entranced by the beauty of the shawl blowing in the wind. I started playing around with the shawl, and then I closed my eyes. I could really feel the currents of the wind. I let go and began to dance. I felt beautiful. I felt magical. I felt like a goddess.
My sweetheart, accustomed to my strange and sudden trances, thought it was beautiful too, and without me knowing, he took a bunch of photos of my dance, the wind, the shawl, the ocean.
We looked through the photos last night, and it brought me back to that beautiful feeling. The spontaneous urge to dance with the currents of the wind.
Grace in the Flow~Yogini Tiff